gathered the pool balls, Chase leaned back against the table and regarded Sam. “Twenty bucks says you and Savannah will end up in bed together before the week’s over.”
Sam didn’t like the bet or the bedroom images running through his mind. “Go to hell, Reed.”
Matt offered his hand to Chase. “I say three days.”
“You’re on,” Chase said as they sealed the wager with a shake.
When they both looked at Sam expectantly, he picked up a cue and took his first shot, missing the pocket by a mile. “No good ever comes from repeating history,” he muttered as he straightened. “You can both make a hundred bets and neither of you are going to win.” If he considered what they were suggesting, he’d also be in line to lose.
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